Chapter 2

*FIORELLA*

It seems that luck is on my side; that horrible receptionist was spoiling my afternoon. Still, she didn't succeed; the assigned table had a beautiful view of the square and the city; I was in the VIP section on the restaurant's terrace.

The waiter came over and gave me the menu; everything looked delicious; I ordered one of my favorite dishes and dessert. After finishing that delicious meal, I took my cell phone. Still, I realized that I had not even turned it on.

Suddenly I felt someone's heavy gaze as if they were watching me, I raised my head, and that's when I saw him, he was a table away, a true god, my heart began to beat so fast, almost leaving me breathless and I drooled.

His look was so penetrating, I felt that even my soul was naked in front of him; I was getting nervous. I tried to avoid his eyes, but every time I turned to see him there, he was fixed without blinking for a second.

When he got up from his seat and was about to close the distance between us, some men entered the VIP area and surrounded him, waving, then they all sat down and continued talking.

I let out a breath, seeing that his attention was no longer on me; I took advantage of that moment, but now it was me who was studying him, his black hair combed back impeccably, those green eyes with a flash of blue in them.

The Armani suit that was glued to his body as if it were a second skin showed those more than noticeable muscles; he surely spent hours in the gym because it was clear that everything was in the right place.

My cheeks blushed, and I covered myself a bit with the napkin while I tried to calm down, trying not to let him see the reaction my body had, just seeing him in front of me.

His personality was quite intimidating, surrounded by three men who listened attentively to what he was telling them; I could not help but follow him with my eyes, thinking that it was not possible to be caught.

What a silly girl I was, when he raised his gaze again and gave me a seductive smile, his eyes roamed my body and made me feel naked in front of him again, but that's my fault, I happened to wear a blue dress quite tight to my curves, my hips were big, and my waist was so tiny.

It was impossible not to draw attention to myself in this outfit; overwhelmed by his constant invasion of my privacy, I avoided his eyes and turned on my cell phone to see more than 20 missed calls from my brother, followed by another one.

When I saw the screen, it was my brother Fabrizio, I answered, but in a second I regretted having done it, "WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?

"Fabrizio, what's wrong with you?, why are you talking to me like that," I said, trying to reassure him.

"Who gave you permission to leave the house and alone without your escort."

"Papa mentioned that everything was fine and told me that there was no problem, that you had everything under control. Am I in danger?" I asked him, a little scared.

"Fiorella, what you have to understand is that I am in charge now; you are not allowed to leave the house without asking me first; neither can you walk alone without security, and that is for your own protection."

"Tell me where you are, so I can pick you up right now."

"Ok, but don't get mad. I just went out to distract myself a little, and I forgot to turn on my cell phone."

"I don't care about your fucking excuses Fiorella, where are you?" said Fabrizio pissed off.

"At the Bella Italia restaurant."

"And what the FUCK, are you doing there?, you don't know whose restaurant that is, are you crazy?, you know what forget it, I'm a block away from that place come out immediately, and I'll see you at the main entrance," he growled, I didn't understand why this place was supposed to be Papa's friends.

"Fabrizio, wait, tell me what's .........." I couldn't even finish talking to my brother when someone stopped in front of me.

I was so distracted listening to Fabrizio; how long had that person been watching me? I looked up, and that Greek god was standing just inches away from my chair.

"Ciao Principessa, can I sit down?" he said in such a deep voice; I felt my legs tremble, and my breath hitched as I listened to him.

"Who's with you Fiorella, you're with a man... I'm already outside; come out right now, or I swear ......" Fabrizio said, yelling at me.

"Ok, I'm coming," I said nervously and hung up the call; I got up and took my things, but before I could leave, that man grabbed my arm with delicacy and looked at me; his green eyes were so deep that I felt how my body increased its temperature by the contact of our skin.

"What's your name?" he asked me, but I couldn't say anything to him; panic overcame me, and I let go of his arm and practically ran away; I didn't want to tempt fate and Fabrizio to enter the restaurant and cause a scene.

When I left the restaurant, my brother was already leaning on his car waiting for me; he approached me and grabbed my arm tightly, hurting me.

"Fabrizio, what are you doing? let go; you're hurting me." I told him, trying to calm him down.

"Let it be the last time you go out without telling anyone and without my permission, " he said, yelling at me.

"But why, I don't understand. Papa said everything was fine."

"I don't have to give you explanations, I am your big brother, and you are going to obey me; you don't understand how things are now, and you better not come to this place again; it is forbidden for you."

I looked at him, and I could not believe that this man in front of me was my brother; he was practically a stranger, far away had been that tender and kind young man, who always protected me and treated me as the light of his eyes.

"Now that I remember, whose voice was that I heard on the phone, it sounded like a man's, what were you doing with a man in this restaurant Fiorella, who were you with?" he asked me, squeezing my arm tighter.

"Nobody, it was no one, a stranger who approached me, but I didn't tell him anything. I just came out, when you told me you were already outside, I swear, let go of me please you are hurting me, Fabrizio".

"Ok, I will trust you, but don't let it happen again; let's get in the car people are watching us."

He let go of me and opened the car door; I got in and tried to breathe again; Fabrizio went around and got in from the driver's side, looking out the window I could see that man who approached me, he was on the terrace watching me, I'm sure he saw that whole scene between Fabrizio and me, but what do I care it's not like I'm going to see him again.

Luck, a few days ago, is no longer on my side.

*Lorenzo*

"You saw that beauty on the table in front of us," said Camilo.

"How to ignore that temptation," I said as I kept looking at her.

"I don't know why I have the feeling that I already saw her somewhere, but I can't remember where," said Camilo, and I became jealous and possessive because she was watching that woman who called my attention.

While I was talking with my men, I could sense how she was checking me out; I know perfectly well my body's reaction to women. I just couldn't help smiling when I saw that she was no exception.

I stared at her, and she raised her eyes, I couldn't resist seductively smiling at her, and her cheeks turned red, was it possible that at this point, there was still any pure woman that blushes for a simple smile that was turning me on the way too much.

But she averted her gaze and took the cell phone in her hands, her face changed, and now it was a very serious one; her features were missing that pink color that had already become her distinctive trademark.

She started talking to someone, and from her reaction, it was not pleasant; ignoring what Camilo was telling me, I got up from the table and walked towards her until I stopped in front of the chair, waiting for her to notice.

When her body tensed and she looked up, I smiled to see her so surprised by my daring to approach her in such an unexpected way,

"Ciao principessa, may I sit down?" I said bluntly, but she didn't say anything to me; on the contrary, she was still holding her cell phone to her ear.

And I could hear a man's voice on the other end of the phone, practically yelling at her, and I didn't like that at all.

"Ok, I'm coming," she said nervously and hung up the call; she got up from her seat and took her things, but before she left, I stopped her by taking her arm gently; I looked at her in a possessive way, I needed to know her name to see her again.

"What's your name?" I asked her, but my Principessa didn't say a single word; it seemed as if she was scared or afraid of something; as soon as I knew who caused that in her, heads were going to roll on the floor.

She pushed my hand away and ran out of the restaurant without giving me a chance; I walked to the edge of the terrace to see where she was going, and that's when I saw the stupid Santelli, leaning on his car and my beautiful princess walking towards him.

My smile had changed; now, I was furious. What did Fabrizio have to do with her, suddenly he grabbed her arm with an excessive force that I am sure was hurting her, and I was not wrong when they began to argue.

Then she let go of his grip, and Santelli opened his car door for her to get in; I continued to watch her until our eyes met as we looked at each other through the car window.

Her beautiful smile had vanished, and I was anxious to know what had caused that effect on her. Still, first, I needed to investigate her relationship with Fabrizio; maybe she was one of his lovers. She is too young and innocent for that.

Jealousy was invading me, and I was making a superhuman effort not to go out and kill that man right now.